I'm going the poetry route with my free offering to celebrate the day. Here, have a sonnet!*

Regret

When back into my past, restored anew,And waking in myself, returned to youth--An unsought turn which I could not undo--In hope of fixing errors all uncouth,Without a backward glance I carried on,Though back was forward on a different road,And changed the fates wherever I had gone,Where time and fortune's rivers never flowed.My hubris smothered infants still unborn;My pride turned happy memories to stone--I never should have wakened on that mornTo dig this grave and end here all alone!Eternity awaits my presence yet,Where I will linger on in my regret.

Nayad A. Monroe

* With apologies to those of you who have seen it already and are not getting something new on this day.